Being a dedicated Beyblade fan,you had been following the escapades of the fellow Beyblade teams,just so you could see them in person if they could ever come in to town from the news. Of course,keeping track of such things could be a hassle due to how many Beyblade teams and members there are..

due to that. A lot of news tends to slip under the radar a lot,making some encounters feel like a cryptic spotting.

Such was the case when stopping by your local convenience store,you felt yourself getting briefly pale seeing the frankly sparratic Beyblade getting a slushie

not wanting to miss the moment,you would speed walk over..perhaps a bit too fast as you almost collide with the automatic doors and actually trip on the doorway, causing a scene.

“Woah! You okay?!”

his voice slid into your ears as you looked up,he was extending a hand out to you to help you up,which you graciously take.

You try to explain that you are a fan of him and the fellow bladers,which seemed to lighten him up

”A fan,huh? Can’t believe I have a following already!”

he smirked, crossing his arms behind his head. In the heat of the moment,you bow constantly and profusely,asking for an autograph to commemorate the moment.

“Hey! jeez! You don’t have to be so formal!”

he said with a half smile and a nervous chuckle,still shocked by the formality. Surprisingly he still went along with offering an autograph..pen in hand as well. A default choice of signing a napkin

”Could I like..at least get your name?”